Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, September 15, 1913

Today’s charm lies in tonight’s moon. Moon, to begin with, was in the full. It was very bright and white. Closely clasping it was a small ring of pale yellow; a little further away was a slightly larger ring, which, tho very pale, rivaled a rainbow in colors, of which there were many delicate, elusive tints. Then far out, embracing a large portion of the misty sky, was a larger ring of pale white, so delicate it was almost invisible. The wind was strong and cool and blew the darkish trees in a charming manner. Did the wind come thru those rings? Since it was so soft and whispery and charming that I believe it must have. And as each spasmodic puff came down, it sifted the moonlight to earthlike sand.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, September 15, 1913